It was December 2000. The last year had seen us migrate from the kitchen, to the garage, to a small basement unit in the local town – and now seemed like the right time to commit to bigger premises more suitable to lugging bags of heavy wax around. We knew it had to be practical; but in an ideal world – and being country bumpkins – we also wanted somewhere idyllic, and peaceful, and rural. The list went on… So; information was collected, newspapers scoured, properties visited – but we quickly realised that practical and idyllic don’t often go hand ...